Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1887-09-16

tcring of humanity that laid no sort of
cnim to rcspectability--a class recruited
almost exclusively from the workhouses
and jails of that dear old England,
who so persistently refused TO discon-
tinuc carting her ruilims over to us in
shiploads until we set our foot down
and declined to submit to it any longer.
And it was this class that the gold
fever hit with its ittcst intensity. AT
the first trumpet blast that sounded the
discovery of the Eldordo, the rullians
of every nationality and grade of des-
peradocs took wing for the golden
cline. Some set out with grim reso-
luton TO tramp the thousand miles or
so of distance; others, for the first
time in their lives, perhaps, started in
on spell of honest labor in order to
earn enough TO buy II horse and pick
axe; while n still greater number
sought to procure their stake money"
in fashions u great deal less legiti-
mate.
l was n young fellow of fivc-and-
NNthNN Nutus
eted and "without encumbranccs," rs
the matrimonial advertisements say.
had the fever badly, but no more
than the rest of the set | ran with.
There was Jack Spellmun, an eX-jew-
elry salesman from Birmingham; Fred
Brett, the black sheep of Devonshire
minister's family, and my brother Alf,
all of whom suffered with me when the
first gold news came. Our ideas did
not take definite shape fora few weeks,
came in of fabulous strike made by II
scapegracc of fellow, an cx-butlcr of
frcd's father, who had left home with
the young fellow and accompanied him
in his travels. Whcreupon we four
got together in tavern one night and
counted up our wealth, We figured up
n total of fl30-iust about enough to
fit ono of us out properly. But we de-
cded that two of us should 20, and
played game of cards to see
which of Us it should be. The lot fell
10 Fred Brett and myself, and by
way of comforting the two losers, |
proposed that we adjourn Il short dis
tancc down the street to another tavern,
and have supper 1t was II queer little
place we went TO, in an alley, just OIL
the one thcatcr of the town, and when
we entered, the room was full of Il
mixed company of men and women,
not too respectable, who were eating,
drinking, smoking and talking, at Il
number of round, wooden tables. We
ordered our supper, and when we were
about half way through with it, there
walked in through the open door soil,
tary woman. Everyone turned and
looked at her She was n woman who
would have attracted attention any.
where; her features were frank and
open, and almost masculine in thcil
clcarncss and decision of outline. She
was quite handsomely dressed, and nc
one could help feeling surprised at see
ing ner in such place. As she passed
by my chair scanned her closely anC
marvcllcd within myself ut the beauty
of her complexion, which was pink ant
white like a big sea shell. 1t was not un
til after a few whispered words to tho
proprietor, and a nod of assent from him
she had walked to the far ent
of the room, mounted n vacan
chair and faced the company, that
thought / detected in her face hunted
expression, that gave to her grea
mournful black eyes look of dread oi
somcthing-the sort Of look one sees
in the face of a person just recovering
from long and dangerous illness,